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Small update of sorts, in the form of pretty spade-bullets:
♠ I have not been busy having 'happy exciting fun times', if you have been thinking so. I have simply been indulging in a (healthy?) bout of lonely/alone time, in which I am sad at times. It happens. I still love most of you! You, over there? Don't like you. Heh. Sorry, foolishness.
♠ Had a mildly-wretched hugely-painful ER escapade, in which I was not helped much, and had narcotics thrown at pain, rather than any actual diagnosis. Rah. I may have another chronic illness to add to the Pancreatitis that I have not discussed yet. I don't like to whine, but if you were curious, I am always at a 3 or 4 on a 1-10 pain scale.
♠ Regarding winter garments, I have had 'a piffany'. For some reason, despite the fact that I have been making clothes for many moons, coats had never been considered clothing. Now that the astonishing fact has occurred to me that they can be sewn, I will be making the spiffiest calf-length trench/peacoat that I can. With unnecessary buckles. I like buckles. I have also acquired a long-ish dark green leather trench-type coat used. Oh yes, a very exciting coat year. Mildly related, I want large black boots with many buckles.
♠ My cat, Ninnie, came and slept next to me while I was chatting with Gav earlier. It made me cry and laugh at the same time: It made me so miss having him next to me, and it occurred to me that this is the only time I would ever have a hairier male next to me. Much love to him and his family, especially now.
♠ The trip to visit hairyscotsman has been postponed to January for several reasons. I will have holiday funds and tax returns to use, flights are $100 cheaper, his birthday is January 31st, and we still have not found a suitable person at work to pick up extra shifts. I want to say that I had no idea people were this incompetent, but that would be a lie.
♠ I cried over Anastasia, the Don Bluth Animated Feature. During the introduction. I may be overly emotional just now.
♠ I have played in the snow. I heart it an awful lot, even if I have to be a bloody wimp about it, now that I am a smaller person.
♠ And on that note? This 'exaggerated hourglass' thing? Having the waist measurement of a 12 and the hips of a 22/24 is not apropos to buying trousers. It is lucky I so seldom wear them and can make my own, should I need to. According to The Scotsman (heh) and modern figures (ooh, a double meaning.), the hourglass is in decline. Clearly, I am doing my part.
Love you, dears...I have been reading.
Ivy
♠ I have not been busy having 'happy exciting fun times', if you have been thinking so. I have simply been indulging in a (healthy?) bout of lonely/alone time, in which I am sad at times. It happens. I still love most of you! You, over there? Don't like you. Heh. Sorry, foolishness.
♠ Had a mildly-wretched hugely-painful ER escapade, in which I was not helped much, and had narcotics thrown at pain, rather than any actual diagnosis. Rah. I may have another chronic illness to add to the Pancreatitis that I have not discussed yet. I don't like to whine, but if you were curious, I am always at a 3 or 4 on a 1-10 pain scale.
♠ Regarding winter garments, I have had 'a piffany'. For some reason, despite the fact that I have been making clothes for many moons, coats had never been considered clothing. Now that the astonishing fact has occurred to me that they can be sewn, I will be making the spiffiest calf-length trench/peacoat that I can. With unnecessary buckles. I like buckles. I have also acquired a long-ish dark green leather trench-type coat used. Oh yes, a very exciting coat year. Mildly related, I want large black boots with many buckles.
♠ My cat, Ninnie, came and slept next to me while I was chatting with Gav earlier. It made me cry and laugh at the same time: It made me so miss having him next to me, and it occurred to me that this is the only time I would ever have a hairier male next to me. Much love to him and his family, especially now.
♠ The trip to visit hairyscotsman has been postponed to January for several reasons. I will have holiday funds and tax returns to use, flights are $100 cheaper, his birthday is January 31st, and we still have not found a suitable person at work to pick up extra shifts. I want to say that I had no idea people were this incompetent, but that would be a lie.
♠ I cried over Anastasia, the Don Bluth Animated Feature. During the introduction. I may be overly emotional just now.
♠ I have played in the snow. I heart it an awful lot, even if I have to be a bloody wimp about it, now that I am a smaller person.
♠ And on that note? This 'exaggerated hourglass' thing? Having the waist measurement of a 12 and the hips of a 22/24 is not apropos to buying trousers. It is lucky I so seldom wear them and can make my own, should I need to. According to The Scotsman (heh) and modern figures (ooh, a double meaning.), the hourglass is in decline. Clearly, I am doing my part.
Love you, dears...I have been reading.
Ivy